Monthly Archives: January 2009

Fractured roses, Adam’s apple of Moses, somebody save him, he’s chocking with manna, his mama shot him with an arrow in his Achilles’s heel, geez, that man’s anatomy is full of history, geez that man’s hysterectomy is full of misery, … Continue reading →

Vortex of luminous daisies in circles with muscular fairies and 365 push-ups, we need to do this, we need to accomplish this, we look up to the beautiful and soothing Cross of Hope, we hold each other’s hands and step … Continue reading →